Gold remained in the hallway as Henry retreated into the guest bedroom. Taking the boy's tale about being raised by him into account with the way the boy had been standing in front of the door... he had a hunch that back in the town the boy came from the room was no doubt different.

Less cluttered and more lived in.

He sighed quietly and debated leaving the boy alone, it was obvious that his presence was unwelcome. After a minute of silent debate, he turned away from the room and moved to head back down the stairs. He'd go to his shop, leave the boy to his wandering.